The door of the ancestral hall opened again, and the scissors in the woman's hands were dripping with blood, which matched the big red coat on her body.

Seeing this scene, the first villager to send the basket into the ancestral hall sat down on the ground, and she tried her best to control herself, but she still cried.

There was no one around to help her, and no one even dared to look up.

The woman walked out of the ancestral hall and came to the coffin, whispering softly, as if communicating with the contents of the coffin.

After a few moments, she spoke to the villagers.

The second villager, carrying the basket, shook his head repeatedly, as if he did not agree to give his child away.

The woman stretched out three fingers, and before she could put them all away, the villager next to her snatched the man's bamboo basket and placed it in front of the woman.

The hand holding the scissors lifted the bamboo basket, and under the stimulation of the smell of blood, the baby cried louder, but no one dared to stop it.

The woman entered the ancestral hall again, and the door was closed, and no one knew what was going on inside.

The sacrifice continued, and with the piercing cries of babies, the living coffin village became more and more terrifying, and a pair of unfamiliar eyes slowly opened in the darkness.

Chen Ge and Lao Wei, who were hiding in the room, were also in trouble, and in the old mansion, which was originally safe, the soil was loose, and it seemed that something was about to crawl out of it.

The rags hanging from the eaves fluttered in the wind, and a distorted human face seemed to be wrapped in them.

Shadows flickered around the windows, and strange noises could occasionally be heard in the room, as if someone was hiding under the bed and tapping on the board.

The evil spirit is awakening, and terror envelops the entire village, slowly grasping everyone's hearts.

The dilapidated ancestral hall door was pushed open by the woman, the baby's cry had disappeared, and the blood dripped down the scissors, and even if the woman was wearing a bright red dress, the blood clots on her body could still be seen.

"The second one." Chen Ge stared at Aqing, the man's body with deformed arms was trembling all the time.

The woman stood next to the coffin with scissors in hand and whispered, and the laughter of another woman could be clearly heard in the red coffin, which was terrifying, as if it were an unbreakable curse.

The hand holding the scissors was raised, and the woman seemed to understand the meaning of the red coffin, and she looked at the third villager holding a bamboo basket.

Numb, indifferent, and without any hope, the man himself placed the bamboo basket in front of the woman.

When the woman carried the third bamboo basket into the ancestral hall, the offering table in the ancestral hall shook, and the tablets fell to the ground one by one, as if she did not want to continue looking.

The door closed, and the baby's cry suddenly became louder, then abruptly stopped.

Blood oozed from the doorway, and strange noises came from all corners of the village, as if the land was crying.

Chen Ge's house also had a new change, the coffin in the bedroom made a knock, knock sound, and the portrait on the wall opened his eyes with a hideous face.

The female ghost seems to want to deliberately torture the people in this village, and there will be no peace in life and death.

The woman in red walked out of the ancestral hall for the third time, her trouser legs were dripping blood, and at this moment Chen Ge finally understood why she was wearing a bright red coat.

Step by step, the woman asked about the coffin, but only laughter came from the coffin.

Hearing this voice, Aqing's trembling legs finally couldn't hold on, he fell to his knees, one long and one short, and grabbed the bamboo basket with his two arms.

The woman held out three fingers at him, and the masked villagers around him shot out together, separating Aqing from the bamboo basket.

Before the woman's fingers were all withdrawn, the bamboo basket in Aqing's hand was sent to the woman.

The door to the ancestral hall was closed, and no one knew what the woman did to the baby in the bamboo basket, only that all the souls of the dead in the village were crying.

The forgiveness prayed by the villagers did not show up until all the babies were brought into the ancestral hall by the women, and the laughter in the coffin slowly stopped.

At this time, the woman's red clothes were already soaked, and she put away the scissors covered in blood and asked the villagers to open the red coffin erected next to the ancestral hall.

There was no body in the coffin, only a set of jewelry, which was probably the items that the female ghost carried with her when she was abducted to the coffin village before her death.

The woman wore the jewelry one by one, and with each piece she wore it, the aura emanating from her body became colder and her skin became paler.

After putting on all the jewelry, the woman walked towards the crowd, and all the villagers retreated to both sides, leaving only a man and a woman and two children in the open space in the middle.

The boy was thin and weak, and even in such a terrible environment, he still didn't feel any fear.

The girl behaved the opposite of the boy, her body trembled, and she looked pitiful, like a kitten that had just been born.

These two children are Fan Yu and Jiang Ling.

"Welcome home, no one can hurt you here." The woman touched Jiang Ling's head and took her hand and walked out of the village, while the other villagers followed behind with white paper lanterns.

The crowd quickly left the center of the village, and both Fan Yu and Jiang Ling were taken away by them.

"Listening to that woman's tone won't hurt Jiang Ling, Fan Yu escorted Jiang Ling all the way, and they have no reason to make a move on Fan Yu." Chen Ge had a yin pupil, and he clearly saw that Fan Yu was covered in injuries, his clothes were cut by branches, his arms were bruised, and his face was bitten by mosquitoes and several large bags.

"The woman said that no one here can hurt Jiang Ling, and it seems that Jiang Ling and Fan Yu did flee here to take refuge." Chen Ge thought for a while: "If Sister Jiangling can feel the pressure and have to run away, it is estimated that the entire Jiujiang Association has this strength." ”

The changes in the village continued, Chen Ge didn't dare to delay any longer, he beckoned Uncle Shangbai and Lao Wei to go to the ancestral hall.

As soon as he pushed open the door of the ancestral hall, the smell of blood poured out, and the people watching the scene in the house only frowned.

"That woman won't give ...... all the babies"

Chen Ge stepped into the ancestral hall, and the offering table was full of dust, and it should have not been cleaned for a long time.

The tablets that should have been enshrined fell to the ground, and some of them have been broken, but no one has sorted them out.

"Chen Ge, this blood shouldn't have flowed from the baby." Lao Wei touched the blood stains on the ground: "When the woman entered the ancestral hall, she was holding a pair of scissors in her hand, assuming that it was the murder weapon she used, if she stabbed the body with scissors, the wound would burst out of blood, and the blood stains could not be distributed so regularly." ”

"That means the baby may not have been harmed?" Chen Ge searched the ancestral hall along the bloodstains, and finally stopped at the corner of the ancestral hall, where some miscellaneous items were piled up indiscriminately.

He moved the clutter away and found a tunnel underneath.

"You two are outside, I'll go in and have a look." After Chen Ge pressed the switch of the repeater, he went into the tunnel.

The tunnel is only two or three meters long, and at the end is a hidden wooden plank.

Chen Ge raised his hand to push the wooden plank away, and he found himself in the small two-story building next to the ancestral hall.

"Isn't this where a woman surnamed Zhu lives?"